I'll be damned but "painting" sucks.
Seriously. How many of you are living with a painting that you lived with ten years ago?
I am willing to bet that most of us have decoration, and not something we meditate upon.
This is nothing to be ashamed of.
We all get tired of paying attention to the past.
The rub floats not in the money. . .
but in our ability to share.
Personally, I am beginning to play with the animation for the improv-demi-gods "El Grande Conquistador"
and the song goes LIKE THIS. If you click on that musical link you have got to keep in mind that it is TOTAL IMPROVISATION.
Much in the vein of Shin Yu Pai's response to my ink drawings;archaeological relics
from Mayan ritual:
the jute snail's
Poetry above, and motion pictures below.
I've got two screenplays by Lance Norris pulsing through my life. I should try to draw his scripts. .. but they are soooo movie-like. . . I am daunted.
the collaboration is inspiring.
In order to rest my case, I would like to expose four drawing that I am sending to Timothy Buckwalter, and publicly announce that he can mess them up all he wants.